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**OLIVIA'S P.O.V**

"W-What?" I choke out in shock.

"Me and Niall have been dating behind Harry's back." She bites her lip.

"Uhh.. wait, who's baby is it?" I ask desperatly to know weather my boyfriend inpregnanted another woman.

"Niall's... Wait! You thought it was Harry's? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that." Keeley nervously chuckles.

"Oh, good." I sigh in relief.

"I just.. wanted to apologize to Harry, so that way I could move on with Niall. Is there any way I could tell Harry today?" She asks, twriling her hair nervously.

Since Harry is just getting out of the hospital, I don't want to put stress on him.

"I don't think today would be good.." I trail off.

"Oh, well... Could you call me? Like, when you think a good time would be?"

"Yeah, sure." I give a small smile.

I may be talking to her, but I still don't like her because of what she did to Harry. It's hard to like someone who hurt the person your in love with.

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"What took you so long, My Love?" Harry asks confused.

"Traffic," I lie.

"Oh.. Well what clothes did you get me?"

"Well I got you a white t-shirt, some black basketball shorts and..." I blush. "Some black boxers" I mumble.

"Why the black ones?" He smirks.

"Cause..."

"Cause' why?" He presses.

"Cause I like the black ones on you..." I hide my face in my hands.

He slowly walks over to me, still sort of hurting because of his injuries.

He takes my hands off my face, and cups them on his cheeks. I smile, rubbing my thumbs along his gorgeous face.

"I'm your boyfriend, I like to know those things." He smiles, pecking my nose.

I hug him, nuzzling my face in his shoulder.

"Yeah, but it's embarrassing to talk about." I say quietly.

"You don't need to be embarrassed in front of me," He says looking into my eyes.

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Harry told me that instead of staying at my apartment, we'll stay at his. The only time I've been here, was only earlier today when I went to get him some clothes.

Harry unlocks the door, and steps inside, whilst holding my hand.

"Haven't been here for a while, since I've been staying at yours." Harry smiles.

"Yeah," I yawn.

"Are you tired, Babygirl?" Harry says rubbing circles on my back.

"Mhm," I mumble.

"Let's go to bed now then." He smiles softly.

We walk upstairs me in front of Harry, which he then slaps my butt, and I giggle swatting his hand away.

I change into my pajama's infront of Harry, and he wolf whistles. I roll my eyes playfully, and jump into bed with him.

"Why do you love me?" Harry asks suddenly.

"There's endless reasons, but I'll tell you as many I can before I fall asleep." I smile.

"I love you because even though you have this bad boy image, you are a total puppy to me. I love how your eyes turn the most gorgeous shade of green when you look at me. I love how when you smirk your adorable dimples show up. I love that you will sing to me at night when I can't sleep. I love it when guys look at me a way that you don't like, you'll claim me yours."

**THIRD PERSON P.O.V**

Olivia slowly falls asleep telling Harry her many reasons of why she loves him.

Harry smiles, happy that someone has reasons to love him.

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A/N:

Idk if this sounds like an ending, but It's NOT.

5 Votes till' next chapterrrr c:

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